The Cunning and Ambitious

Chapter Sixteen

I walk into my common room and collapse on the couch. Daphne and Tracey come in about 30 minutes later, Daphne sitting on my feet and Tracey laying down on the floor.

Exams are finally over. They didn't seem as hard as the teachers stressed them to be, in fact it was mainly my own fault why I isolated myself from the world, dedicating everything to studying.

We all end up napping where we are and I don't wake up until buffy finds my face and begins suffocating me. I jolt up, attaching my cat and realise that a 7th year Slytherin is up on a table and shouts out to the entire room. I begin paying attention moving Buffy to my lap instead of my face, kicking Daphne and waking her up as well. Tracy apparently has been reading a book for a while. We all look up at the 7th year guy.

"So, since this is my last year at Hogwarts, and I just finished my last NEWT I ever have to take again. I feel this is cause for celebration. Afterall, it has become a tradition here in Slytherin to do ever since who know when?" The guy pauses, "WHO'S READY TO PARTY!!" He screams as some wizarding heavy metal begins playing. On the wall, I guess it was invisible before, is a large emerald banner. At one end of it has a very elaborate painting of a snape, it's scales in the picture keeps glistening, almost like a real snake. The rest of the banner is taken up by the phrase "HISS HISS MOTHERF***ERS!" I'm really surprised at it. I swear if that was ever caught by a teacher, it would be burnt immediately.

A true feast also appears on a very long party table in the middle of the room. We all cheer and grab some food and drinks. It's really enjoyable, despite the uncensored cursing hanging on the wall. I'm pretty sure the first person to go to bed was a second year, at 10:36. I believe I was actually one of the last ones awake. It was me, most of the 7th years, the 6th years that made the banner, Malfoy, and a few other kids. I just sort of chill there, too awake to go to bed after all of the food I've stuffed down. Let's just say I was very strained for the exams. It better be worth it.

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The next day I chilled with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Is that one of my mum's sweaters?" Ron asks me, I was wearing the white sweater I got from Mrs. Weasley.

"Yeah, she sent us all some, I suppose. I love mine by the way. Please tell her I said thanks for it. I forgot to send a letter."

The only response I get is some grumbling from Ron, making me grin.

"I was just wondering, why were you with Malfoy when he told Mcgonagall about the dragon?" Hermione asks me, recalling the events of a few weeks ago.

"I kinda wanted to keep an eye on him. Plus I had been studying nonstop since our classes ended, so I wanted a break sort of." I answer

"The way you two study, it's like it's the end of the world." Ron gripes.

Harry then cries out in pain, sending one hand to his forehead.

"What is it?!" Harry and I had become much better friends after the event with Voldemort.

"Ju- just my forehead."

"You ought to go to Madam Pomfrey." Hermione states,

"No, I'm not ill, just. I think it's a warning. L- Like danger's coming."

"You need to go Dumbledore." I mumble

"Harry, everything's okay. The stone's still safe as long as Dumbledore's around. Anyways, we haven't gotten any evidence that Snape's found out how to get past Fluffy. He nearly had his leg ripped off once, he's not going to try it again in a hurry. And Neville will play Quidditch for England before Hagrid let's Dumbledore down."